on my quest to throw all my work away and regain the weight....
I have been on this journey so many times and I get to about the point where I am now, either in time committed, jogging level, or weight lost and I throw in the towel...I never really recognize that I have wrapped up the current portion of my journey until about 10 lbs later.
It usually happens after a trip much like the one I had last weekend, or the holidays, or football season. I go 6 days without running, 4 days without counting points and just eating whatever is handy instead of thinking about what my body needs, then I think...ehh...what is one more day at this point?
Even though I was pumped about vanilla obese, I didn't get up in time to run before work, and that lead me to thinking (at the time), ehh...why bother with yogurt/fruit/cereal, I already blew it, so I got a chicken biscuit. In a tiny (and temporary) moment of clarity I did order fruit instead of hash browns. Then for lunch I had a sandwich and then managed to talk myself into baked chips as opposed to the Jalapeno flavored that were calling out to me. But dinner!?! Chicken fingers. Fries. Coleslaw. twenty two points worth. twenty two. When I had five left...there went my Weeklies. This is USUALLY the point I figure...fuck it, this week is toast.
But....yesterday I got up and ran 5K. Made meatballs out of ground turkey breast, added them to a sauce I got at Whole Foods, and added some extra green pepper, onion and mushrooms, and let the CrockPot handle it. I ate my yogurt breakfast. Salad for lunch with my sister. For dinner I had my meatball creation over wheat pasta. Tuesday goes down in the books as a good day.
What about today, you ask?
5K before work? CHECK. Yogurt breakfast? Checkity check.
My journey continues. Good for me.